From the moment Yohan stepped out of the car, every pair of eyes seemed to latch onto him.
It wasn't as if he was dressed in anything flashy, yet the girls outside just couldn't stop staring. A few of them even flushed red—even while standing beside their own boyfriends.
Yohan had gotten used to attention like this. Anthony, on the other hand, was practically buzzing.
"Bro, did you see how they were looking at us?!" he whispered excitedly.
"It's like we were some kind of movie stars,"
Yohan glanced at his friend with a slight smirk. "They weren't looking at us, Anthony. They were looking at me."
Anthony's enthusiasm dimmed for half a second before he laughed it off. "Yeah, yeah, whatever man. I'm standing next to you—some of that shine's gotta rub off, right?"
